As soon as they left the hospital room, Kayden led the two women onto the bustling street.
Felicity followed close behind him, feeling like she was living in a dream. The events that had just unfolded felt surreal, like a scene pulled straight out of a fantasy.
If it weren’t for the cool night breeze brushing against her face, she might not have believed it was real at all.
She stared at Kayden’s back, her heart pounding wildly. “Could this man be my savior, the one destined to change my life?” she wondered. “If not, why would he go out of his way to protect me like that?”
Oh my God!
Everything that had just happened was nothing short of incredible. To Felicity, it was as if the heavens themselves had decided to bless her.
Those untouchable figures she could only dream of were suddenly reduced to trembling, submissive shadows in front of this man. Dr. Adler, Colin Bolton, and even that woman-every one of them had worn expressions that defied description.
This man was beyond extraordinary. His indifference to wealth and power made him seem even cooler.
Felicity wasn’t naive. She could read their faces-faces that screamed they had discovered a gold mine.
The implication was clear: Kayden could rewrite his entire destiny as long as he gave them a nod.
But he had turned them down. He had refused their offers and simply walked away, pulling her and her mother along without hesitation.
That commanding presence, that sheer audacity-it was the stuff of dreams, the kind of thing you only saw in romance dramas.
Yet here it was, playing out in real life.
Kayden had brought too many miracles into her life, flipping her entire worldview on its head.
Most importantly, he had healed her mother.
To Felicity, nothing could top that.
As they helped her mother walk, Felicity stole glances at Kayden every few steps.
Finally, after mustering the courage, she swallowed hard and asked, “Kayden, did you hear that guy just now? He said he’d pay one hundred million for one of your pills!”
One hundred million. To Felicity, that number was astronomical-a sum so immense she couldn’t even begin to comprehend it.
She’d never seen that much money in her life.
Kayden nodded calmly. “Yeah, I heard.”
“Then…” Felicity’s eyes widened. “Then why didn’t you sell it? One hundred million dollars, Kayden!”
She gulped nervously as she finished.
Kayden let out a dry chuckle, his lips curling into a faint smirk. “One hundred million? That’s nothing. My medicine is priceless. It’s not something money can buy.”
And he meant every word. His medicine wasn’t for sale-especially not to save the lives of people who had wronged him.
Even if they offered a billion, a ten billion, he wouldn’t sell.
Because he didn’t need the money.
Money was the last thing Kayden lacked.
Felicity was stunned.
Did that mean his medicine wasn’t just worth one hundred million but even more? And if the pill her mother had taken couldn’t be bought at any price, didn’t that mean Kayden had essentially given her billions of dollars’ worth of medicine for free?
The thought sent her heart racing even faster. How could she possibly repay him?
“T-then… how can we ever repay you?” Felicity stammered, her voice trembling.
Kayden stopped walking and turned to look at her. Instinctively, Felicity lowered her head, her hand flying up to cover the birthmark on her face.
Under his intense gaze, she whispered, “Even if my mom and I worked for ten lifetimes, we could never earn one hundred million dollars. And your pill… it’s worth so much more.”
Kayden laughed softly. “I told you, my medicine is priceless. I only save those who are destined. If you want to repay me, just promise me one thing-live well and don’t let anything hurt you.”
The Innate Spiritual Body.
Of course, she needed to live well; any harm to her would be a waste of that incredible potential.
Felicity’s cheeks flushed bright red. She bowed her head even lower, unable to meet his eyes. Wasn’t that just a confession? she thought, her heart fluttering wildly. Kayden sure knows how to sweet-talk a girl.
In truth, Kayden was the furthest thing from a smooth talker.
Still blushing, Felicity murmured, “You make it sound like I’m on the verge of death or something! Now that my mom is cured, of course, I’ll live well.”
Standing nearby, her mother had been silently watching their interaction.
Feeling like an unintentional third wheel, she cleared her throat. “Ahem.”
“Felicity,” her mom said, breaking the moment, “how about we treat Kayden to dinner? We need to thank him for saving me. Without him, I might not even be here right now…”
Her voice choked with emotion as she spoke.
Felicity nodded. “I know, Mom.” She turned to Kayden, ready to make the offer, but he cut her off.
“Dinner isn’t necessary,” Kayden said. “You should head home. It’s not safe for you here. Go back to where you came from-it’s the safest place for you.”
Felicity nodded. She knew he was referring to the incident with Owen Thomas.
That man definitely wouldn’t let them off easily, and finding a secure place was their best option. Kayden was always so thoughtful, as if he had already considered every detail for her.
“With you here, I’m sure we’ll be fine,” Felicity said shyly.
Kayden frowned slightly. “I have other matters to attend to. Otherwise, I’d escort you back myself.”
“Ah…” Felicity looked disappointed. “You want us to leave right now?”
Kayden nodded. “Yes, right now.”
Felicity hesitated, glancing at him with a hint of reluctance. “Isn’t that a little rushed? We haven’t even properly thanked you yet. Besides, how are we supposed to leave now? There’s no transportation this late.”
“That’s right,” her mother chimed in. “Young man, at least let us treat you to a meal. If we don’t, we’ll feel bad even after we leave.”
Kayden wanted to protest but was quickly persuaded by Felicity.
Reluctantly, he agreed. “Fine.”
With him around for the evening, Felicity would be safe. And knowing how grateful they were, skipping the meal clearly wasn’t an option.
Just as they were about to head to a restaurant, a voice suddenly called out from behind them.
“Miracle doctor, wait!”
Kayden turned to see Amelia running toward them, her face tense with urgency.
Despite being in her forties, Amelia carried herself with an air of elegance and charm. Her figure was impeccable, and with every step she took, she exuded an irresistible allure.
Even the elderly gatekeeper at the hospital had been left blushing as she walked past, and countless young men on the street couldn’t help but steal glances at her.
Dressed in a luxurious outfit, Amelia was like a stunning work of art brought to life.
But her most captivating feature was the combination of her mature demeanor and flawless features.